Ah, it's Hoade.
I'm supposed to leave in four hours to pick him up at the airport so we can drive to Wizard World Comic Con New Orleans.
But something came up,
and in a ten minute rambling and somewhat incoherent story,
it was clear that we were not going to New Orleans.

A much better description came later from his post to MyFaceGoogleBookPlusSpace:

So this happened. Flying to New Orleans Wizard World by way of
San Francisco (which is conveniently right between Las Vegas and
Anchorage). Seeing that I had a very short window to make my
connection, the nice lady got me on a slightly earlier flight.

Which then sat on the tarmac for an hour and four minutes. The
first plane got in early. We were so late there was no flight
available for me until it was going to be too late to make the Con.
And apparently there was "weather" in the San Francisco area, so the
airport was a madhouse of panic and recrimination.

I am now back home in Las Vegas. Comfy, but not exactly
remunerative. And I missed hanging out with Best Friend
Unit Sean Conner. And I had to cancel my appearance at a
Con for the first time ever.

Ugh. At least the airline people were very nice and are
giving me a refund. I guess I have no choice but to do some writing
to take up the time. All is well and all manner of things shall be
well … if a bit annoying sometimes.

Last year at my job we had a pretty severe problem just as
unexplainable.

The day after an unscheduled closing (hurricane), I started
getting calls from users complaining about database connection
timeouts. Since I had a very simple network with less than 32 nodes
and barely any bandwidth in use, it was quite scary that I could
ping to the database server for 15-20 minutes and then get "request
timed out" for about 2 minutes. I had performance monitors etc.
running on the server and was pinging the server from multiple
sources. Pretty much every machine except the server was able to
talk to the others constantly. I tried to isolate a faulty switch
or a bad connection but there was no way to explain the random yet
periodic failures.

I asked my coworker to observe the lights on a switch in the
warehouse while I ran trace routes and unplugged different devices.
After 45-50 minutes on the walkie-talkie with him saying "ya it's
down, ok it's back up," I asked if he noticed any patterns. He
said, "Yeah… I did. But you're going to think I'm nuts. Every
time the shipper takes away a pallet from the shipping room, the
server times out within 2 seconds." I said "WHAT???" He said "Yeah.
And the server comes back up once he starts processing the next
order."

A real-estate-rich, thin-skinned, temperamental, yet charismatic celebrity who runs a tell-it-like-it-is political campaign attacking corrupt elites and promising a better life for the common man is accused of being unfit to serve, but after slogging through a mud-slinging campaign, complicated by sex scandals and an electoral college kerfuffle, he shocks the establishment and thrills his supporters by thrashing his more-experienced opponent and winning the ultimate prize—the highest office in the land.

This is an interesting comparison between two US Presidents
(technically,
a former US President and a US Presidential Elect).
Five promises of Jackson that mirror what Trump promised are covered and it shows we could be in for some fun.

Now the real question is—does Trump follow Jacksonian diplomacy?

Mead goes on to explain the political tradition that underlies
this ferocity, which he names after President Andrew Jackson.
Jacksonians, Mead argues, view America as a country that just wants
to be left alone. They have little interest in the “Hamiltonian”
project of prying other countries open to American commerce or the
“Wilsonian” project of spreading democracy and liberty across the
globe. But when attacked, especially by what they consider
dishonorable foes, Jacksonians believe that “wars must be fought
with all available force. The use of limited force is deeply
repugnant.”

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